Noyana

The birth:

It was a stormy night, many moons past. Noyana's father, King Jathen was outside the den waiting. His mate was to deliver at any time now. Several hours passed and nothing had happened but she was in much pain. Finally, A cub did come. A small bright golden lioness cub. A few minutes later a second lioness cub was born. Noyana. She looked exactly like the first cub. The second cub was a dark brown color though. Her nose was a dull grey pink color. Almost already black while the first cub's was pink. Also her tail was darkened with black fuzz where her tuft would one day be. Her eye patches were darkened as well as the insides of her ears; and her claws were partially unsheathed. Her father was shocked at this. Especially since no lion in the pride or kingdom had features like hers. All had golden and bright fur with golden or brown manes and tufts. Some were just abit darker than other lions , but none was ever this color of brown or had black manes and tails. A few weeks later, the kingdom's shaman came to bless the newborns. He freaked when he saw the dark twin. He then told Jathen that she was a taboo. An evil demon spirit made to look like the other cub. At first her father did not want to believe such a story as lions have more than one cub all the time. But the shaman asked him how many had identical twins with one being a dark opposite of the first cub. Now he was worried as the shaman was always correct and that a demon would bring much evil to the pride in time. It had to be destroyed, but he couldn't just kill it. It was his child, a princess and law was that no royal blood could be spilled or the sentence was death. But, he thought, blood wouldn't be spilled if the cub died on its own. That night, the King addressed the entire pride of this situation and was told that no female was to nurse her, as they would be aiding the demon and strengthening its powers. Now Noyana's mother did not want to believe her child was a taboo. Let alone evil and refused to listen to that story. That night as the pride turned in to their caves, Noyana's family did not get any sleep, as they were kept awake by the cub's mewling to be fed. "You can't do this Jathen. She's just a baby!" her mother cried, but her father did not respond to her. Finally, the noise stopped as Noyana became horse from all the crying. When her father was asleep. Noya's mother came over and let her nurse to calm down and get to sleep. This continued for the next four months while her father didn't understand how she was surviving. Perhaps sneaking a few drops from her mother as she slept or it was her demonic powers that helped her live. The rest of the pride's lionesses shunned her, but her mother. Soon, things went from bad to worse. One day the king sadly announced the death of his queen and oldest daughter as both became terribly sick and had died that morning. Oddly, Noyana was in good health. That night, she had to sleep outside in the cold air alone. Her father thinking she made his mate and child sick kept her their each night while he stayed in the den. Now Noyana's life would be filled with nothing but hate and not an ounce of love as the one lion that did love her was now gone.

The Cub:

Now Noyana had managed to survive to her cubhood, she had began to grow slimmer from lack of food. The lionesses chased her off and sometimes snapped at her when they were eating at a kill. Once they were gone, she'd pad over and chew at the bones and whatever meat was left on it. Inside the pride was just as rough. The lioness paid no attention to her. Just to their cubs and the other lionesses' cubs. Noyana was very dirty and had not had a good bath since her mother died. Her coat was soiled and made darker by the mud and dust in the kingdom. Except for a few spots where she tried to clean herself. She'd also try getting clean in the waterhole, but when she came out wet, she'd end up getting dirty by the cubs that would throw dirt and mud at her. Even they were taught to dislike her. Often they would "play" with her. But only to a wrestling state in which they were really fighting her. Teaming up and beating her as some hit and other's bit her hard. Sometimes puncturing her skin. When she was shown, the mother's said that they're just cubs and don't know better. So nothing was ever done. Her wounds only healed when she ran off and hid from everyone for a few days. Still sleeping out in the cold nights, she soon became terribly ill. But no one even catered to her. Just passed by and left her to struggle on her own. She did get better after time, but had become even weaker from this.

The yearling:

Finally a whole season had passed. Noyana was still alive, but now barely. The pride had completely kicked her away from the kills and took all the rest with them home. She was left to fend for her own at eating. She never learned how to catch anything and could only kill small rodents and a few birds. Not much filling to something that should be weighing close to 100 pounds already. Noyana was now very slim and her ribs showed just abit. Still alone and rejected, she started to hang away from the pride more to avoid being hurt or teased. One day, she was out alone some by the water hole when her uncle came up. Surprised by this, she wanted to know what he was doing out so far from the pride since he ruled along with her father. He replied by telling her that he had something that she had to see that could help her be accepted into the pride again. Wanting to know what it was, she got up and asked. He told her it was over in some bushes over there by the tree next to her as she got up and went over to check. Seeing nothing as she looked around, but before she could turn to say anything. Her uncle had grabbed her by the neck and climbed on top of her. Noyana panicked and quickly tried to run, but he had caught her front with one of his paws as he then began to cover her. "Uncle, what are you doing? Stop!" She cried out but was soon muffled with his other paw. Now her father just happened to hear the cries and rushed to see what was happening. He stopped and saw his brother, raping her before him. Never in his life had he seen his brother do such a thing. Unless she was making him do it with her evil. He stood there, then turned and headed back to the pride. Not even moving to help her. After some time. Noyana's uncle roared out as he reached his climax and barbed. Then just snatched himself from out of her. Already crying. Noyana laid there and trembled as her body ached with such pain she never experienced before. Satisfied. Her uncle smiled from ear to ear as he leaned down and looked at her. "I always wanted to know what it would be like with a demoness. I see its quite good." Angered by this Noyana growled and struck him as hard as she could across his face. He yelled out then struck her back even harder as he then attacked. Biting and mauling her as she screamed and fought back best she could until everything went black at the last blow she remembered receiving. When she woke, it was fully night. Noyana ached badly as she felt the pain in her throbbing more. He had done it again. Or he could have countless times while she was unconscious. She slowly and painfully staggered her way back home. When she arrived, she saw her father standing before her blocking the way. "Father, I..." before she could even open her mouth he silenced her. "Don't ever call me that. You are no child of mine. I've spent the last season trying not to kill you myself. Thinking I'd be spilling royal blood, but when all this time you weren't even my child. Just an evil spirit of my daughter. You have caused this pride enough trouble. Now leave here and never return or I WILL kill you." With that, he turned and left to his cave. Noyana stood there, shocked and heart broken. Now she was truly alone. Her own father. Never loved her, never wanted her. As she left, Noyana thought about her life. Nothing good has ever happened in it, all her memories were bad ones. "Why was she even staying alive?", she thought to herself as she made her way to the cliffs of the mountain. She looked down and sighed, thinking she might as well end it all now. Noyana would have jumped, if it weren't for a voice that stopped her. "Have you become that weak that you're going to let them win?" Noyana turned to see an old lion standing before her. Before she could ask, he introduced himself and told Noyana of how he had been watching her and that now was the time she learned to be strong. Both on the outside, but mostly inside.

Adolescence:

During the next few months. Noyana trained under the lion known as Kenek. With his two aids, Nefan and Char, he taught her everything he knew of surviving. On certain days, he would make Noyana eat until she couldn't anymore, and then he would force her to continue until she couldn't hold it. Then other times, he would let Noyana starve for weeks at a time without a single bite to eat or barely a bite at all. Then on her 'well' days. She learned her fighting. Kenek showed her ways to stun, paralyze and even kill someone slowly and painfully. Even how to do it swiftly and with out them making a sound. Her favorite was the paw to neck attack. She often practiced on one of the aids. Usually Char the smaller lion. Back then she wasn't good at it and almost killed him several times. When she did make mistakes. Kenek would punish her and often beat her or find some way to make her suffer. After awhile. Noyana learned to take his punishments and they didn't faze her anymore. When practicing with Nefan, she would be left alone with him and he would try and sometimes did have his way with her, unless she defended herself from him. Often ending with both coming out fairly injured. This continued. Day in, day out. She hardly got any sleep, as she had to keep alert from being attacked. It was this way for the next several months.

The Lioness:

Finally. Noyana was a full-grown lioness. She weighed out fairly decent, but was still smaller than other lions. Kenek decided she was finally ready to do what she had been training for. To get her revenge on her pride. A few days later, as instructed, Noyana went back into her 'father's' kingdom. The first one to notice her was her uncle, who was out patrolling in that area. Noyana played afraid of him yet seductively invited him over to her for 'another shot'. He accepted the offer and came immediately to her. Noyana played along and rubbed herself along his body and mane. When he was good and dazed in her aroma and passion, she quickly turned and sank her teeth into his neck at the largest vein as he screamed and fell to the ground. Choking on his own blood until he died. One down and one to go. On her way to her father's chambers, she found a few of the lions that tormented her as cubs as she left them with slow and suffering deaths until she made her way to where she wanted to be. Upon entering. She saw her father asleep in his corner. The thought of being back in that den brought a lot of memories to her, but instead of pain, she felt even more hate for him as she slowly walked over. It was too easy. Just cut his throat and end it all, but no. She wanted him to see it coming. Feel all the pain and suffering he could before she killed him. At the moment of her thinking, he awoke slowly. Startled to find her in his den and the fact that she was still alive. Noyana then proceeded to attack him. Biting down into his throat one his main vein. Causing the flow of blood and oxygen to his brain to stop. Making it difficult for him to breathe. As he laid there gasping for air. Noyana watched and spoke to him of all the pain he caused her from birth. She told him everything that had ever happened to her and what he didn't do to help her. Looking into his eyes one final time. She then turned and left him to the last few minutes of his life. At the same time. Kenek declared himself as the new ruler of the pride. Noyana watched him take the throne before she set off that night. Never to return there again. Time passed and Noyana grew to her adult size. She was still small, but no longer starving. No home was a permanent one for her, as she'd come then go in the same night. Finally coming to the Pridelands. She did her Nomadic stay as usual to a Kingdom, but this one was different. One day when she was passing the waterhole. Her eyes caught sight of a male lion. He had the same coloring as her, but his claws were partially extended. Not ever seeing another like her, she was bound to find that lion again, but at another time. She left the lands of Mufasa and journeyed out to the desert beyond. All was well for her until she came upon a small lion cub. Not liking cubs much for her childhood. She taunted and terrorized the little thing and took him away with her as she made her way back to the Pridelands. Making her a home amongst the thorns of the Pridelands border, where she was to the very day this was written.

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